As the mother of a son, you have to go into grandmotherhood with a little secret tucked into the back of your mind. That secret is, that if he gets married, and has children, love up on them as much as you can, because if something happens in his marriage, and his wife leaves, … [Read more...] about Owen and Amelia Have Moved Away To England
Today I am celebrating my son Seth. He was not always an easy child to raise, but he has always been a good and loving son. I used to tell people he could hear the sun hit the window in the morning, because he was up every day at the crack of dawn, even if he didn't go to bed … [Read more...] about May Day May Day
I know I just made you look at Amelia yesterday, but OH. MY. Goodness! Look at this: If you think that is a good photo, just listen to this: My son made the #1, and my daughter in law and her friend took the photo in their garage, using a sheet as the backdrop. How smart … [Read more...] about Oh, Now This Is Too Sweet!
I don't write about my son very often, but that does not mean that I don't love him just as much as I love my girls. It's just that he doesn't talk much, and writes less frequently than he calls. He is married to Sarah, and he is the father of Michael, Sarah, Owen and Miss … [Read more...] about That’s My Boy!
Until today, I had four grandchildren--Michael, Sarah, Spencer, and Owen. Three Fab Grandsons, and one Fab Granddaughter. Every time one of my children and their spouse announced that they would be having a new baby, I always said, "You know if you have a girl, you will have to … [Read more...] about My New Fab Granddaughter
Our vacation started out with a drive to Birmingham to the VA Eye Clinic for FabGrandpa's one week post-op check up. Everything looked fine--the doctor said to just keep using the eye drops until they were gone. After the check-up, we headed on over to Georgia. We checked in at … [Read more...] about I Love A Vacation!
This is a picture of me, around Thanksgiving, 1971 at my home in Neunkirken, Germany with a vase our neighbors gave me for Christmas. My first husband was in the Army, and I had gone over to Germany to live with him and await the birth of our first child. My son was born in … [Read more...] about Remember Whensday
In July of 1985, my kids and I went to Stone Mountain for the day. We picnicked on the lawn in front of the carving, went swimming and stayed for the laser show. It was the second time we went there. The first time was when my son, Seth, was about three years old. He was so … [Read more...] about Remember Whensday